You are invited to a party by a couple that you have known and trusted for quite a while. They are somewhat secretive about it, but they feel that you will like it, and it is at a 'friend of a friend's place. They tell you that the couple hosting the party has a huge house, and also an art gallery inside their house, and they always have some type of theme....
I submit this work in the form of a dialogue relating to censorship and bigotry, an all to common occurrence in the workplace and our lives. * "You can't put that up in here Sonny." "What?" "That! It's a piece of filth 'init. You can't hang that up in here." "Want to watch me? This work is part of the exhibition." "I don't care if it's part of the blee...
It was Friday and Missy stood in the small tub shower at Dave's place, washing the last of the soap away from her body. The shower curtain pushed aside, she looked at the clock on the wall. "Geezzz. 7pm. Where is he?!" she thought. "Always late and never where he is supposed to be. He should have been here by now." she felt herself getting angrier by the mi...
This was my first "real" attempt at writing a romantic caper story with a sexy leading man and plucky heroine. I was 20 at the time. * * * * * * * * * For Sabrina Thomas, the day started out like any other. She awoke to the sound of music that came from the alarm clock on her nightstand. She opened her eyes and watched as the sunlight filtered through the...
"After Bar 69" is the second story in a series of four. It is drawn from experiences of a white American male nude art model, Tom, from Cleveland. He becomes a dirty naked sex-model publicly engaging in sex and rimming a naked black Jamaican female, Angela, in an open-to-the-public live-sex-peepshow on the Reeperbahn in Hamburg, Germany. Characters and place...
It's sultry in the studio today, damn near stifling, just they way I like it when I work. There's something about the discomfort that keeps my hands, my mind, my entire body on edge, the kind of edge I need when I'm creating. The air is full of dust from the soft pastels I'm using, and I'm practically covered in the stuff, but I wouldn't have it any other wa...
A Tale Of Sechs City For Dianthus *** Charlotte Thompson sighed deeply. She was not satisfied. She appreciated the irony of the situation but she didn't exactly want to dwell on it. "You don't like it?" said the man next to her unhappily. It was more of a statement than a question. Charlotte shook her head. "It's not that, Mike. It's just...I don't kn...
Enter your fictional Character here. Anyones welcome to add chapters!What's next? Hinata Hyuga/Uzumaki (Naruto) Boa Hancock (One Piece) Erza Scarlett (Fairy Tail) Nami (One Piece) Nico Robin (One Piece) Lucy Heartfilia (Fairy Tail) Ryuko Matoi (Kill La Kill) Kallen Kozuki (Code Geass) Ino Yamanaka (Naruto) Juvia Lockser (Fairy Tail) Bulma Briefs (Dragon Bal...
It was a warm Spanish spring and Maya's tears evaporated almost immediately as they splashed on the hot asphalt that made up the empty streets of Madrid. She didn't know where she was running or what she was going to do, she just knew she couldn't be around Felipe a moment longer. It had started, as falling outs often do, with a discussion about money. Coro...
"Good of you to join us, Ms. Edmunds," Professor Ashton leered as Liz sashayed into Art class several minutes late. The other students turned to glance at the tardy coed as she swayed toward her usual workbench. The women rolled their eyes, but most of the male students joined their professor, whose gaze devoured the sight of the curvy coed. Liz's dark bro...